Pressured Up (feat. Vince Staples & ScHoolboy Q)
 作曲 : Dijon Mcfarlane/Vincent Staples/Quincy Hanley/Terrace Martin/Jason Pounds
 [Intro]
 Mustard on the beat, ho

 [Pre-Chorus: Vince Staples]
 Girl, I ain't got no plan
 So can I be with you tonight?
 DJ playing my jam
 I'm a G, you know I slide
 Shit gon' get out of hand
 If I see that sucker side
 If I die for the land, you know It's worth it (Ayo)

 Pressured up, pressured up (Ayo)
 Pressured up, pressured up
 Pressured up, pressured up (Ayo, ayo)
 Pressured up, pressured up (Ayy, pressured up)
 Pressured up, pressured up (Ayy, pressured up)
 Pressured up, pressured up
 (Yeah, yeah)

 [Verse 1: Vince Staples]
 I love you, baby
 Load it up and sneak it in the club for you, baby
 Never **** chances, spent all night dancing
 Once a - trippin' or shoutin', I'm splashing
 Ain't no romantic, just like the movies
 I'm really, like really, my say so like homie (Oh yeah)
 I shine the light, don't know well for you (Dead homies)
 Nothin' all them other bitches say is true
 I don't be up in the mix, dead homies
 I ain't never ****ed that bitch, dead homies
 I ain't lyin' on my dick, dead homies, dead homies
 Hatin' on me 'cause I'm rich, dead homies
 Yeah, **** what they be talkin' 'bout
 Yeah, just love me, you love me now?
 Let me hold you down (Dead homies)
 (On the hood)

 [Pre-Chorus: Vince Staples]
 Girl, I ain't got no plan
 So can I be with you tonight?
 DJ playing my jam
 I'm a G, you know I slide
 Shit gon' get out of hand
 If I see that sucker side
 If I die for the land, you know It's worth it (Worth it, worth it, worth it)

 Pressured up, pressured up
 Pressured up, pressured up
 Pressured up, pressured up
 Pressured up, pressured up
 Pressured up, pressured up
 Pressured up, pressured up
 Pressured up, pressured up
 (Yeah, yeah, ayy)

 [Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q]
 Lil' homie with a lick read (Uh)
 Can't lie, had a bad week (Can't tell)
 Please, momma, put it on me
 A lil' trauma, need pleasing
 The caterpillar had the growings
 She blew a kiss on me, no teeth (Oh shit)
 Hmm, yeah, let's see, nigga
 Gold chain, it's an African thang (Woo)
 Pocket of stones from the pressure we on
 Window to wall, let me take off my draws
 Try spend it all, but I'm too up to fall, ayy
 Uh-huh, wake up to ball
 Lame-ass niggas still shop at the mall
 Cheat code WAP, only **** with the freaks
 Check ain't clear, so I went back to see
 Nigga, push-start on it 'cause they all got the Z'
 Too many cribs, shit, I'm too hard to reach
 Might buy the hood, gettin' street after street (Street)
 Nineteen cars, put the fleet after fleet (Yeah, ugh)
 Look up to me (Yeah)
 Stars on the roof, I just woke up to dreams (Mm-hm)
 Rolex dummy, I don't like those Philippes (Oh)
 Oh Lord, got that pussy for keeps

 [Pre-Chorus: Vince Staples]
 Girl, I ain't got no plan
 So can I be with you tonight?
 DJ playing my jam
 I'm a G, you know I slide
 Shit gon' get out of hand
 If I see that sucker side
 If I die for the land, you know It's worth it (On the hood)
 (Worth it, worth it, worth it)

 Pressured up, pressured up
 Pressured up, pressured up
 Pressured up, pressured up
 Pressured up, pressured up (Ay)
 Pressured up, pressured up
 Pressured up, pressured up
 Pressured up, pressured up
 (Yeah, yeah)
 (- I'm a gangsta)

 [Outro]
 Damn, I never liked the ghetto parties
 That shit was dangerous and fun
 'Cause every hood be up in there
 Shit you get on fine-ass freaks
 You can get yo' ass beat
 Make a choice
 See what I mean?